Well I see the souls of so many friendsAnd I see us all back here againWith sandy floors and ceiling fansA Rastafarian one-man band with songsThat fill my memories like a tip jarYeah, that's what I seeWhen I see this bar

I see tourists at Christmas timeAnd I taste beers with a hint of limeI feel lonely 'cause it's not the sameDifferent faces and different namesLiving like pirates out among the starsYeah, that's what I seeWhen I see this bar

Pieces of our past slowly slip awayBut time just stands still when I walk in this place

And I see a kid coming into his ownAnd a man learning to move onSomehow trying to find his wayA dreamer betting on blind faithChasing that sun and following his heartYeah, that's what I seeWhen I see this bar

Pieces of our past slowly slip awayBut time just stands still when I walk in this place

A few have moved on back to MaineJacksonville and Key BiscayneSome are still living the dreamStuck in still life it seemsNo matter where they've beenOr where they areYeah, I see 'em hereWhen I see this barWhen I see this bar

I wonder where we go from here(That's what I see when I see this bar)Life ain't over but it's always near(That's what I see when I see this bar)I think about all the good times that we had(That's what I see when I see this bar)Makes me happy and it makes me sad(That's what I see when I see this bar)How could we be so close, now so far apart(That's what I see when I see this bar)That's what I feel, that's what I seeYeah we were living like pirates and wannabe starsThat's what I see when I see this bar